Friday, March 17, 2017

no. stop. listen....

when your previously live-in ex-girlfriend insists on showing up at your new apartment with her young daughter, almost four years after you've broken up, there is no level of naivete that masks the scouting intent behind the operation and no use in fooling yourself into thinking otherwise.

and, when you stop by her place a year later to inform her you're finally officially going back on drugstore hormones, it's hard to believe that she really has any true justification to get upset about it, after everything that's happened over the last five years. that's just base resentment.